My day for you

"Scribe helping a visually impaired student to write his exam"

Every anthropoid, Starting their day with a lots of hope and confidence to defend its world that throws challenges which are mostly cumbersome.

The possibility of happiness in this gruesome world depends on the attitude amidst the bad. No body knows, what will happen in the next second.

What ever happens, we can manage them with common human knowledge. But, 

There is a other part of humans, who don't know what is happening or happened unlike what others!
There is a other part of humans, who can't spell out their words unlike what others!
There is a other part of humans, who can't hear the sounds unlike what others!
There is a other part of humans, who can't commute in their own feet unlike what others!
There is a other part of humans, who can't write their thoughts by their own hands unlike what others!

Even though with this visually, Deaf and Dumb impaired challenges, they are making their day colorful without missing smile in their face.
But this smile is missing in the well-structured person.

People who deaf can understand the words by focusing speaker's lip movement.
People who dumb can deliver their thoughts by sign language.
People who visually impaired can realize the things by touching the objects.

What an amazing quality is this! Only the best Sharp persisted minds can live this life. A fully well structured human can't adapt this.

Why can't we usher them instead of helping them. The helping hands leads to sympathy. It should not be Sympathy.

It should be a guidance to make their life meaningful. There should be a day to enhance their life. That day prevail in our hands with different dates.

The dates can change, but the neediness shouldn't be. Make our-self save a day that depends on the availability to enrich the other dark world which should give us a new relations as in the name of friends, brother, sister and like the relation goes until the world lives. 

That day we can call it heart fully "My day for you"

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